Save a frail sister in the female row.
LETTER XV.
INHABITANTS OF THE ALMS-HOUSE.
She early found herself mistress of herself. All she did was right; all
she said was admired. Early, very early, did she dismiss blushes from
her cheek: she could not blush because she could not doubt; and silence,
whatever was her subject, was as much a stranger to her as diffidence.
RICHARDSON.
Quo fugit Venus! heu! Quove color? decens
Quo motus? Quid habes illius, illius,